After the euphoria of getting the job, reality, does sink in.
Oh shit.
I am in for a tough time.
I am going to work in a law firm.
Where there are demanding people to work for.
I will have to endure wearing a tie everyday.
I will have to endure the morning rush hour.
I will have to endure the evening rush hour.
I will have to endure so many other things.
But if I am REALLY unlucky, I will have no one to have lunch with except nonok man.
I AM AT 80 ROBINSON ROAD. OPPOSITE LAU PAT SAT.
EASILY ACCESSIBLE VIA TANJONG PAGAR MRT OR RAFFLES PLACE MRT.
PLEASE CALL ME FOR LUNCH IF YOU ARE IN THE AREA.
I hope they didnt call it MadHavan partnership for nothing.
are all these, worth 500 bucks a month?
and I just reliased. I told alot of lies during that half hour of interview. and i feel guilty.....
yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa righttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt. hah! no shit no way!
I am sure, they expected me to lie.
After all, they are lawyers.
All lawyers lie
and all lawyers go to hell =]
today I told her: Dont worry, it is very far away from you.
wahahhaa, thats some sick wicked stuff!
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
I am going to work with the Mad People.
I received an email today.
Dear Mr. Low
Thank you for attending the interview with us this evening.
We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected to pursue your Student Internship with the firm.
Kindly confirm if you accept our offer, following which we will forward you an official letter of offer.
Regards
J Jayaprakash
Manager
Messrs Madhavan Partnership
Heh. Sounds cool.
My first interview. My last interview.
Viva La Mad.
I received an email today.
Dear Mr. Low
Thank you for attending the interview with us this evening.
We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected to pursue your Student Internship with the firm.
Kindly confirm if you accept our offer, following which we will forward you an official letter of offer.
Regards
J Jayaprakash
Manager
Messrs Madhavan Partnership
Heh. Sounds cool.
My first interview. My last interview.
Viva La Mad.
Sunday, August 22, 2004
wah riao! dounnnnng throw away rar! can return us one mah!
there are very few occasions where i agree with pussy. but this was one of those rare times.
the buggers, were throwing away our projects, by the truck load.
imagine the man hours put into those projects.
The Pet.
you think you have a pet german shepard you terror?
you think you have parrot you very smart?
you think you have a fat cat at home you winner already?
you think you have a pet turtle at home your pet can outlive everone else's pet?
you think you have hamster you damn cool cause your hamster breed damn fast?
WELL, CHEW ON THIS!
LADIS AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A WINNER.
ME AND MY PET LION.
dont be jealous.
really, dont be.
p.s pardon the poor picture quality. its the best my phone could offer.
there are very few occasions where i agree with pussy. but this was one of those rare times.
the buggers, were throwing away our projects, by the truck load.
imagine the man hours put into those projects.
The Pet.
you think you have a pet german shepard you terror?
you think you have parrot you very smart?
you think you have a fat cat at home you winner already?
you think you have a pet turtle at home your pet can outlive everone else's pet?
you think you have hamster you damn cool cause your hamster breed damn fast?
WELL, CHEW ON THIS!
LADIS AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A WINNER.
ME AND MY PET LION.
dont be jealous.
really, dont be.
p.s pardon the poor picture quality. its the best my phone could offer.
When inspiration strikes, its hard to avoid being, THAT DAMN GOOD.
There would be few occasion where my my modifications to a drawing would make a drawing look like a piece of art. However, yesterday afternoon, I had one of those "vivid-picture-in-my-mind-conceptualization-pigmentation-of-a-ugly-dude-who-i-can-make-more-handsome" where i felt that i could draw anything , anyhow i wanted.
It was one of those brilliant moments where i felt that i was salvador dali, da vinci, monet and avant garde kindergarden kid all rolled into one.
and shit, did I make this picture look much better than it would ever look.
You could see, I got many influences when creating this piece of art.
firstly, the smile, reminds you of the mona lisa no??
then the pose, reminds you of a certain famous painting by salvador right?
and its a impressionist piece of art. like what monet usually does.
and avant garde kindergarden kid influence could be seen by the creative use of crayon.
I kid you not.
why , its the cover art of the first issue of a soon to be not-able-to-sell-ppl-hate-it-is-ugly FIRST ever issue of The DICKS that PUSSY MAN has been FUCKED by!
stay tuned to this blog!
and as pussy man would say :I AM NONOK!
altho, it is obvious, that i have SOME obvious short comings when it comes to art, I can, However, take a decent photograph.
for those who keep asking me where OGD is, you really ought to feel ashamed.
just so for you, so that you can go hunt for it all over singapore, here is a picture!
take it as a clue !
now, big smack in your face.
OUR GLORIOUS DEAD.
There would be few occasion where my my modifications to a drawing would make a drawing look like a piece of art. However, yesterday afternoon, I had one of those "vivid-picture-in-my-mind-conceptualization-pigmentation-of-a-ugly-dude-who-i-can-make-more-handsome" where i felt that i could draw anything , anyhow i wanted.
It was one of those brilliant moments where i felt that i was salvador dali, da vinci, monet and avant garde kindergarden kid all rolled into one.
and shit, did I make this picture look much better than it would ever look.
You could see, I got many influences when creating this piece of art.
firstly, the smile, reminds you of the mona lisa no??
then the pose, reminds you of a certain famous painting by salvador right?
and its a impressionist piece of art. like what monet usually does.
and avant garde kindergarden kid influence could be seen by the creative use of crayon.
I kid you not.
why , its the cover art of the first issue of a soon to be not-able-to-sell-ppl-hate-it-is-ugly FIRST ever issue of The DICKS that PUSSY MAN has been FUCKED by!
stay tuned to this blog!
and as pussy man would say :I AM NONOK!
altho, it is obvious, that i have SOME obvious short comings when it comes to art, I can, However, take a decent photograph.
for those who keep asking me where OGD is, you really ought to feel ashamed.
just so for you, so that you can go hunt for it all over singapore, here is a picture!
take it as a clue !
now, big smack in your face.
OUR GLORIOUS DEAD.
I will plead no contest, if loving you's a crime. So go on and find me guilty, one more fucking time.
liverpool fans go wooooooooooooooot!
ha, just back from cartel with ed, dan, shawn.
ed's parents were kind enough to give me a lift.
I had to pretend it was the first time i ever sat in the car.
when in truth, I probably sat in there more times than I ever sat in my dad's car.
woot!
woot!
woot!
woot!
woot!
woot! woot!
shawn said: its not my fault that her boobs were that big lar!
mad prick. hahaha.
what comes after the beer?
SEX.
thanks lar qian. hahahaha.
she looks damn slut lar.
even when she walks, she stamps her feet so that her boobs would bounce.
after 5 mins:
That girl( the same girl) was damn hot lar.....
hah hah!
that proves, that guy's favourite topic is sex.
if they dont talk about sex. it can only mean 2 things.
1: They are gay.
2: They are gay.
yup. its true. just ask any hotblooded male.
but, disclaimer:
1:dont ask ling, it would be too graphic.
2:dont ask fn, he would talk about super acided cum and his guitar.
ask your dad :)
and today at cartel
me: excuse me miss. can you clear the table?
miss: *dirty look
shawn: qian! thats not the waitress.
me: (in a voice loud enough to wake the dead) but its not my fault if she looks like a waitress! no wonder , i was wondering when did cartel started employing old and fat aunties.
if you didnt know me, well,thats me and hi, I am yiqian! hahahaa.
ciao people.
liverpool fans go wooooooooooooooot!
ha, just back from cartel with ed, dan, shawn.
ed's parents were kind enough to give me a lift.
I had to pretend it was the first time i ever sat in the car.
when in truth, I probably sat in there more times than I ever sat in my dad's car.
woot!
woot!
woot!
woot!
woot!
woot! woot!
shawn said: its not my fault that her boobs were that big lar!
mad prick. hahaha.
what comes after the beer?
SEX.
thanks lar qian. hahahaha.
she looks damn slut lar.
even when she walks, she stamps her feet so that her boobs would bounce.
after 5 mins:
That girl( the same girl) was damn hot lar.....
hah hah!
that proves, that guy's favourite topic is sex.
if they dont talk about sex. it can only mean 2 things.
1: They are gay.
2: They are gay.
yup. its true. just ask any hotblooded male.
but, disclaimer:
1:dont ask ling, it would be too graphic.
2:dont ask fn, he would talk about super acided cum and his guitar.
ask your dad :)
and today at cartel
me: excuse me miss. can you clear the table?
miss: *dirty look
shawn: qian! thats not the waitress.
me: (in a voice loud enough to wake the dead) but its not my fault if she looks like a waitress! no wonder , i was wondering when did cartel started employing old and fat aunties.
if you didnt know me, well,thats me and hi, I am yiqian! hahahaa.
ciao people.
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